 And of course, going down the road, the shot heard around the world, and eventually the Boston Massacre. Well, Boston Massacre occurs. She is completely distraught by this. She even wrote a short poem about the five individuals that died, which again, she published anonymously. No one knew about it. And she began to think about, I think, her place in the world. What is that supposed to be? And being encouraged to write by her master, she continued to, watching all these fantastic changes occur.